記憶是樹,它已經長大
23 . 08 . 1999
The signs of love
should be as clear
As when you look into a mirror
And, as a image
comes to you...
Becos you're merely being You...!
Well, it's that time of day again
where I am deep in thought,
No one else is there around
to feel the feelings wrought ;
I think of many different things
too much to fill this space,
But, when it is I think of you
there always is a place.
Just like a cool refreshing rain
you wash away the gloom,
Just like the warmth of Springtime rays
you bring forth the flower's bloom ;
I really enjoy my time with you...
just thought you'd like to know,
So, that is why I wrote this poem
Just a simple,
"Hello" and "Miss you Dear...."
The signs of love
should be as clear
As when you look into a mirror
And, as a image
comes to you...
Becos you're merely being You...!
Well, it's that time of day again
where I am deep in thought,
No one else is there around
to feel the feelings wrought ;
I think of many different things
too much to fill this space,
But, when it is I think of you
there always is a place.
Just like a cool refreshing rain
you wash away the gloom,
Just like the warmth of Springtime rays
you bring forth the flower's bloom ;
I really enjoy my time with you...
just thought you'd like to know,
So, that is why I wrote this poem
Just a simple,
"Hello" and "Miss you Dear...."
If life was a field of satin flowers, you've been there from the start, planted in the middle, you're the flower with the biggest heart. The angels planted you long ago, your water- their joyous tears, your leaves spread wide and full of love, your nectar, destroying fears.
The angels named the flower, Anyie, its love felt all around, so beautiful her silk red petals, her inner beauty, so profound.
Then one day a tree was planted, it was crooked and blocked the sun. A lonely tree, it refused to grow, it forgot that life was fun.
The Anyie flower needed sun, she needed the rain to fall, but she moved closer to the tree, even though he blocked it all. She talked and rubbed her silk red petals along the crooked tree, she showed him ways of growing straighter for all the world to see.
She fed the tree with her own nectar, and the tree began to creak, his limbs grew strong, his trunk now formed a mouth with which to speak. The tears of joy fell from the tree and watered the Anyie flower, he lifted her up to greet the sun with all his love-felt power.
He held the flower up too long and her roots began too sprout, they formed inside the happy tree, their love now felt throughout. The tree thanked GOD every day that he grew by the Anyie flower, now he can do anything, her beauty gives him power.
Myself I know this tale is true, and I'd like the world to see, that I'm holding up the Anyie flower, because that tree is me.
I like you Anyie...
是命運的作弄。。是﹗
那一年的畢業旅行,住在偏遠山區,遍野都是海芋,
可遠遠的。。我看到了它 ~ 看到了你和我。。
2 Comments:
Dear Bear,
這是你拍的嗎?
很美吔!!
辛老頭
吃不到的葡萄總是酸的﹗哈哈哈﹗偶了解 :P
芯雅
那是我跟一個澳洲朋友一大早出去追袋鼠時發現的。。掌鏡的是她。。很愛攝影的朋友
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